"Where is your boss?"

"Sorry, this gentleman, our boss has gone abroad and it will take a few days to come back."

"Can the phone be connected?"

Seeing the store staff's helpless look, Fang Yuanshan smiled and said, "Then like this, tell him, contact me as soon as possible after he comes back. I will wait for him for three days, otherwise I will be collecting the room at the end of the month."

When the young female employee heard Fang Yuanshan say she wanted to take over the house, she looked shocked and said with an incredible look: "You... are you the owner of this shop?"

"Yeah, yes"

Seeing his affirmative answer, the girl in her twenties was shocked. She had been working here for several years and had heard about the price of the house here. Such an industry worth a huge billion yuan was actually owned by the young man in front of her. She simply suspected that she had heard it wrongly.

The store manager inside also came over after greeting several customers. After asking the girl what was going on, he brought Fang Yuanshan and the others upstairs. The store sells clothes and is an old European and American brand. Looking at the customers coming and going in the store, you can roughly see that their business is good.

A small area was separated from the window on the second floor, which was used for temporary rest for customers. After pouring a glass of boiling water for Fang Yuanshan and the others, the store manager started talking.

"You are Boss Fang, our boss has mentioned you to me."

Seeing that Fang Yuanshan didn't say anything, the handsome store manager at thirty years old smiled and said, "Don't you know if Boss Fang's storefront is willing to continue renting it?"

Fang Yuanshan looked up at the young store manager and frowned and said, "Didn't I tell your boss a month ago that I don't plan to continue renting this store anymore. I have other uses for him."

After listening to his words, the man opposite said slowly, "Boss Fang may not know. Our boss told the previous owner when renting this store that we must seek our consent when selling it, and we must give priority to selling it to us."

"Then what?"

"He suddenly changed hands now, and we didn't have time to find a store again in a month, which would cause us a lot of losses."

Seeing the store manager's slight and slow look, Fang Yuanshan's mouth tugged up and said calmly: "That's your business. I don't believe that they didn't tell you when they sold it."

The shop manager with a straight suit reached out and pulled the tie that was pulling his neck and asked casually: "I heard that Boss Fang has a mainlander's accent, right?"

"What, what's the problem?"

The young man opposite looked at him with a faint look and said, "Boss Fang may not know that this is not a mainland, and often it is not something that can solve the problem with more money."

"Bang"

"Bang"

Fang Yuanshan, who had not been angry for many days, slapped this young man as he spoke, and beat him backwards. After knocking down a row of clothes hangers, he covered his face and looked at him with an incredible look.

At this time, Fang Yuanshan had already stood up, walked to the young man in surprise eyes in the store's customers, looked at him condescendingly, and scolded with disgust: "Are you worthy of threatening me? If you want to rent the store, rent it, and if you don't want to rent it, don't rent it. Is it your turn to point out? Tell your boss, get out of the way for you to get out of the way for you within three days, otherwise you won't have to open a store in Xiangjiang in the future." After that, he took Song Enxi away, leaving behind a stunned clerk and customers.

"Fuck, he is so shameless. Tell you well, you are still arrogant." Fang Yuanshan, who left the store, looked angry.

I didn't feel like I continued to stroll. I walked outside the commercial street and stopped a taxi to go straight to the "Xiahai Street" of "Good Marti".

After Fang Yuanshan left, the young store manager in the clothing store got up from the ground, walked to the window and looked at the backs of Fang Yuanshan and Song Enxi, with deep viciousness in his eyes.

After looking at the window for a while, he took out the phone from his pocket and told the people on the phone about what happened here. After putting down the phone, his eyes followed Fang Yuanshan until he got into the taxi!

At this time, a group of men and women in the InterContinental Hotel in "Tsim Sha Tsui" were holding birthday parties. The oldest men and women in the house were forty or fifty years old, and they were only seventeen or eighteen years old. After blowing the candles, the young men laughed and said, "Qingya, you are already an adult today. Come on a kiss to your godfather, and hold an adult ceremony tonight."

The girl who was being cheered wore a princess crown on her head, her figure was bulging/back/curved, and her pretty face was embedded with big watery eyes. After hearing the cheering of people around her, the girl walked to a middle-aged man in her forties, stood on tiptoe and kissed him shyly on his face.

"Woo"

"oh"

With the girl's kiss, the people in the room immediately applauded again. The middle-aged man took out a jewelry box from his pocket, and when he opened it, there was a citrine necklace inside, and the pendant was a clear jadeite. Judging from the water, it should be the authentic one.

"Wow, Qingya, your godfather loves you so much."

The middle-aged man in the field was obviously very proud. After the girl took the necklace, she picked up the girl's tender face and squirted hard, and a trace of fire rose in her eyes.

Just as he was about to say something, the phone in his pocket rang, took it out and looked at it, a trace of unpleasantness flashed across his face. After thinking about it, he turned around and answered, "What's wrong with calling me?"

The voice on the phone returned: "Boss Ma, that boy came to collect the house and even called the employee in my store. What do you think?"

"Where is that guy?"

"It seems like I've gone oil Marty."

"In this way, you call him and then set up a table in the teahouse over there, and I'll take someone over to talk to him."

Boss Ma turned around and looked at the "protagonist" in the venue. His wonderful body made him feel stupid/scheming. He wanted to peel off the two tulle pieces now and get a glimpse of it. But thinking that there was something going on for a while, he still resisted the impulse and walked up to laugh and said, "Qingya, you guys have fun, the cost is all over my head. I still have something to do, I will call you tonight."

After kissing this "fucking daughter", Boss Ma and his two men left the hotel...

Taking Song Enxi, Fang Yuanshan came to "Xiahai Street" again. Xiahai Street is a street in Yau Tsim Mong District, which runs through Youmati and Wongjiao. The street runs north and south, starting from "Koshyand" Road in the south and ending at "Lycheejiao" Road in the north.

Before Miton Road was developed in the early days, Xiahai Street was the main business location nearby, but now it mainly sells traditional Chinese shops, such as handmade chaise shops and Feng Shui-related storefronts. Most of them are old stores that are old. For example, emerging modern shops are basically unseen here.

However, it is precisely because of this that Fang Yuanshan attaches more importance to this place. In his opinion, this street is sufficient for both cultural precipitation and popularity. What is lacking is only a flagship store that leads the trend, so it has lost in competition with the surrounding business districts and has become a "small land" in Xiangjiang.
Chapter completed!